Kirtina
A wishbone’s broke after a prayer is made…will it go unkept?
It’s a pond in the country, birds in the horizon and watching the sunset.
She’s been to Wal-Mart to get some things to make the dream come true,
says bye to Taco Bell….greets the farm with the morning dew.
Where’s the Frisbee? Who really cares? There are no business towers….
My sister’s lost in a world of her own among the tall sunflowers.
It’s a pond in the country, birds in the horizon and watching the sunset.
She’s been to Wal-Mart to get some things to make the dream come true,
says bye to Taco Bell….greets the farm with the morning dew.
Where’s the Frisbee? Who really cares? There are no business towers….
My sister’s lost in a world of her own among the tall sunflowers.
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